There's a pain in my heart
As it pumps blood through my veins
So flows a little shame
I'll pull back on the reins a bit
Cause on the flip there is a man
An aluminum can
In an old wheelchair he sits
I flip a coin into the wishing well
I stop to wish him well
CHORUS:
There was hope once for us both
As our long division grows
Failure upon failure made one
Mountains and one stone
Pray for my friends tonight
Because poor ain't that far from
Your middle class line
Long division takes it's time.
There's too much daylight between
All our pockets and our dreams
So when you reach into your pocket
Reach down further than the seams
To the leg that you could kneel down
And beg upon; one day a prince
And the next day a vagabond.
I flip a coin into a wishing well
This one's for you
This one's for you
[CHORUS]
The depths of a man
With water in his hand
Is shallower than sand
If it's water he doesn't share
This world's a low tide
Beach of lies and deceit
Some go hungry and some eat
Some are stupid and some teach
I flip a fist full of coins
Into a wishing well
Now there is hope for us all
[CHORUS]
As it pumps blood through my veins
So flows a little shame
I'll pull back on the reins a bit
Cause on the flip there is a man
An aluminum can
In an old wheelchair he sits
I flip a coin into the wishing well
I stop to wish him well
CHORUS:
There was hope once for us both
As our long division grows
Failure upon failure made one
Mountains and one stone
Pray for my friends tonight
Because poor ain't that far from
Your middle class line
Long division takes it's time.
There's too much daylight between
All our pockets and our dreams
So when you reach into your pocket
Reach down further than the seams
To the leg that you could kneel down
And beg upon; one day a prince
And the next day a vagabond.
I flip a coin into a wishing well
This one's for you
This one's for you
[CHORUS]
The depths of a man
With water in his hand
Is shallower than sand
If it's water he doesn't share
This world's a low tide
Beach of lies and deceit
Some go hungry and some eat
Some are stupid and some teach
I flip a fist full of coins
Into a wishing well
Now there is hope for us all
[CHORUS]